Monthly Archives: July 2008

A solitary or blue-headed vireo — &#...

A solitary or blue-headed vireo — “more deliberate, higher, sweeter” (Peterson) than its red-eyed cousin — calling at the edge of the woods.

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A bumblebee working the bergamot clambers...

A bumblebee working the bergamot clambers over a green shield bug that’s rooted to its straw, a tiny leaf swelling on a sap-filled stem.

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A bat swoops past my face—a puff...

A bat swoops past my face—a puff of wind. The interminable whistle of a train creeping toward the crossing. A sliver of moon.

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A patch of a deer-tongue grass a mere...

A patch of a deer-tongue grass a mere three feet from my porch—how come I never noticed it before? Am I too busy to watch the grass grow?

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In the almost still air, one long walnut...

In the almost still air, one long walnut leaf pivots like a hand on a wrist. A tiny caterpillar floats past my face on an invisible tether.

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A crashing sound from the springhouse...

A crashing sound from the springhouse meadow: a pair of bucks chasing each other, frisky as fawns and neck-deep in weeds they do not eat.

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Clear sky, 55°F. A cicada and a wood...

Clear sky, 55°F. A cicada and a wood pewee singing at the same time: Sunlight! Shadows! Up in the other house, the phones begin to ring.

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Fast-moving showers; the light changes...

Fast-moving showers; the light changes from minute to minute. A distant rumble turns out to be an A-10 Thunderbolt II—our modems are safe.

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This time of year, every wood thrush...

This time of year, every wood thrush song I hear could be the last. I listen hard. Inside on the table, the covers of paperbacks curl up.

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Cool and misty—everything drips....

Cool and misty—everything drips. A bumblebee clings to the underside of a bergamot bract; on the topside, an equally motionless ant.

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